Returning from the 900th floor

"???" The middle-aged man's body shook violently.

He didn't expect that even he would be conquered by his own momentum, but the person in front of him was still so ignorant.

He frowned and was about to have a complete attack.

But Wang Wen waved his hand and said: "Forget it, it's not important."

"It's okay if you don't believe in God. Then I can go free and do it. I'm just afraid that your backyard will catch fire and you will be nagging me and delay my time." Wang Min raised his hands and patted them gently.

The middle-aged man frowned.

There was just some confusion on his face.

The light in the entire restaurant suddenly dimmed.

The chaos was over before it could happen.

All the prison guards in the restaurant were restrained, stripped off all their equipment and stripped down to their underwear, and threw them into a pile in the corner.

All the prisoners had their mouths wide open and stood there dumbly holding their plates.

He stared blankly at the old and young men who instantly restrained the prison guards in the hall.

He Qun patted the dust on his trousers, stood next to the cooking pot and asked loudly: "Boss, do you want the prison guard to arrest the cooking pot?"

Wang Min replied casually: "Any prison guard wants it."

The cook next to the pot was so frightened that he shouted repeatedly: "I am not a prison guard! I am just a prisoner assigned to work in the restaurant!"

"Really?" He embarrassment looked at the man up and down suspiciously, making him tremble in fear.

Liu Jiannan is very conscientious and does not dwell on these petty gains.

He controlled the prison guards in the corner with all his heart, then pulled out the communicator and threw it to them. In their frightened, angry and confused eyes, he said: "Notify them out and ask all the prison guards to come over. You can say whatever you want."

The middle-aged man standing at the dining table watched everything that happened.

There was a flash of emotion in his eyes that was so complicated that even he himself didn't understand.

He hesitantly asked Wang Wen: "What on earth do you want to do? Escape from prison? Even if you use this method to get out, you won't be able to run far! Why not follow me? I can send you out at any time. It is absolutely legal and safe." !”

Wang Wen didn't talk to him again.

The prison's response was swift.

Not long after the controlled prison guards called for backup, piercing alarms sounded inside and outside the restaurant.

Followed by a large number of armed men.

They aimed their guns at the restaurant from all directions, and at the same time shouted through the loudspeaker that all the prisoners should squat where they were, but if their heads were above the waistline, they would shoot.

All the prisoners, including the middle-aged man, squatted down with their heads in their hands.

Wang Wen stood up instead.

He stands out like a chicken among a group of prisoners holding their heads around.

Instantly attracted most of the muzzle aiming.

The middle-aged man shouted nervously: "You don't want your life!"

Wang Wen smiled at him.

He slowly walked towards the door of the restaurant as the loudspeaker blared louder warnings.

"Bang bang bang!"

The armed men closest to the door were ordered to fire.

Bullets were blocked in the air by layers of invisible matter.

It didn't take long for it to lose its kinetic energy and get stuck in the air, slowly cooling down.

The gunfire became more intense.

The small warhead is inconspicuous in the air.

The armed men who were further away thought that the idiots at the door had missed!

He had no choice but to curse and help shoot to stabilize the situation.

The commander who gave the order was even more determined to make those who missed the target turn around and practice until death on the training ground.

The results can be imagined.

Wang Wen faced the chaotic gunfire and walked to the door of the restaurant safely.

Silently he removed the armed men's equipment, stripped the pigs naked and dragged them into the restaurant and piled them in a corner.

All the armed men and prisoners who saw this scene were stunned.

Looking at the increasing number of bare pigs and firearms in the restaurant.

The middle-aged man shouted in disbelief: "How did you do that?!"

Wang Wen at the door of the restaurant looked back at him.

no answer.

Step out of the restaurant.

There was a lot of movement outside.

There was a continuous sound of various ammunition.

Occasionally there were even explosions and weird roars.

Such a big movement.

But no one dared to move in the restaurant.

The prison guards who were piled together did not dare to move because Liu Jiannan was closely guarding them.

The prisoners don't know whether they should squat or stand. It seems that this kind of case has never happened in history. There is no experience to refer to!

No matter how daring a prison break is, escape is the core theme.

How could he be beaten out in front of the prison guards? ?

The prisoners were confused.

I just feel that no matter which side I follow, I will be dead.

Just stay put.

After all, you can’t involve yourself anymore!

The people in the hall held their breath and were unable to judge the situation outside the restaurant.

Only the firelight coming through the window could tell how intense the fighting was outside.

Everyone was more frightened than the other.

The younger brothers around the middle-aged man squatted around him and whispered to each other.

Someone was curious: "Brother, do you know who this person is? This is too fierce. It doesn't look like he is in jail, but he looks like he is here to rob!"

The middle-aged man looked at the piles of prison guards and piles of equipment.

Years of experience can no longer support my current outlook.

He rubbed his temples with a headache.

He waved and slapped the boy who asked the question.

It didn't take long.

The sounds outside the restaurant gradually became quiet.

Everyone saw groups of naked people lining up and walking in from the door, consciously piled in the corner.

Wang Wen was the last one to walk in, dragging countless equipment and supplies behind him.

He dragged all the supplies into the restaurant.

Ask He Qu and others to clear an area and arrange the tables, chairs, benches and the floor neatly by category.

And choose the equipment that you like, and provide any slight possibility of assistance for the subsequent tower climbing.

Among several people.

Liu Jiannan was the happiest.

Although he has been a 600-level monster for many years and has a profound background.

But all you can carry with you are precious World Tower props.

Not to mention the cooling time, some consumables require less use.

How can it be better than using the ordinary materials "seized" in these towers?

He even feels.

After climbing the tower for so many years, I have never fought such a rich battle.

The tables and floors covered almost the entire prison with weapons and firearms to choose from, and there was enough ammunition to fit in a backpack.

So much firepower.

Liu Jiannan is confident that he will be able to help a lot during the next tower climbing process.

After all, there are many integer levels of progress that require force to solve. So many bullets can at least destroy many mortal bodies, right?

His time with Wang Wen was still short.

I didn’t know that Wang Wei could actually make guns directly through energy.

They are also some super products with special attributes and abilities that are not inferior to those of World Tower props!

At this moment.

Liu Jiannan buried himself in the pile of items, choosing everything he liked and having a great time.

Wang Wei didn't spend much time on this pile of equipment.

Just pick some communication equipment and be done with it.

The middle-aged man not far away looked at the supplies on the ground with twinkling eyes.

He quietly moved to Wang Wen and asked softly: "Brother, you don't look like you are escaping from prison, do you? Tell me what you want to do? Maybe there is somewhere I can be useful?"

"Of course it's not a prison escape." Wang Wen looked at him and smiled lightly: "On the contrary, we have to guard the prison!"

"???" The middle-aged man's body shook violently.

My brain hasn't analyzed the specific meaning of this sentence yet.

Wang Wei walked to the crowd in the corner of the restaurant with a communication device and said to them: "You have a competition to see who can call the most support within the specified time. You can say whatever you want as long as you are fast."